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Today I told someone my inner whore was screaming at them and it made me think, it's because of that bitch that I got the HIV in the first place. This morning I met a 5'9 114lb black hair, black eyed white chick from Lithuania. She gave me her email adress. I felt like ripping that little black dress off of her and making myself known. Her name is Keyra. WTF am I going to do? She likes anal sex.

The first random thought I had after reading that was ... I guess you better bend over.

It could just be that I went to a lecture last night about radical feminism, though.

My feet are cold. Maybe I need to find some slippers or finally turn on the furnace. The fireplace is looking at me with that "feed me" look on it's face but I so loathe running into the garage for wood when my feet are cold!

What are mile markers for? And why, in Missouri, do they have them listed out every 2 TENTHS of a mile! OMG THAT IS ANNOYING!

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LIFE is not a race to the grave with the intention of arriving safelyin a pretty and well-preserved body, but, rather to skid in broadside,thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming--WOW! WHAT ARIDE!!!

It's the equinox, sun is heading south. My stupid landlord doesn't allow pets. Season premiere of Grey's Anatomy tonight -- been waiting for this for months! Skipping the T.C. Boyle reading -- most readings are dull anyway -- but going to the party later. I had sex with three men in the last two days and I still want more, this is annoying me.

Jay

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Her finely-touched spirit had still its fine issues, though they were not widely visible. Her full nature, like that river of which Cyrus broke the strength, spent itself in channels which had no great name on the earth. But the effect of her being on those around her was incalculably diffusive: for the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs.

I wonder why the bathhouse is suddenly appealing to me even though I hate random sex. It's been the number one erotic thought though for the past few weeks.

I miss Eddie. Why'd he have to fucking move to Dallas!

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"Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. Love is never boastful nor conceited. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and is not resentful. Love takes no pleasure in other people's sins, but delights in the truth. It is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope, and to endure whatever comes." - 1 Corinthians 13:4-7, adaptation in A Walk To Remember

My farts smell strangely like Moon Dust and Pepperonis, and OHHHHHHHHH do they burn!!!

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LIFE is not a race to the grave with the intention of arriving safelyin a pretty and well-preserved body, but, rather to skid in broadside,thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming--WOW! WHAT ARIDE!!!

"...health will finally be seen not as a blessing to be wished for, but as a human right to be fought for." Kofi Annan

Nymphomaniac: a woman as obsessed with sex as an average man. Mignon McLaughlin

HIV is certainly character-building. It's made me see all of the shallow things we cling to, like ego and vanity. Of course, I'd rather have a few more T-cells and a little less character. Randy Shilts

Her finely-touched spirit had still its fine issues, though they were not widely visible. Her full nature, like that river of which Cyrus broke the strength, spent itself in channels which had no great name on the earth. But the effect of her being on those around her was incalculably diffusive: for the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs.

Oh wait, there was a Sex and the City episode about that, Miranda and the marathon guy. Must watch the one about Samantha giving head to the guy with "funky spunk," it makes me hawk with laughter.

« Last Edit: September 26, 2006, 03:42:29 PM by lydgate »

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Her finely-touched spirit had still its fine issues, though they were not widely visible. Her full nature, like that river of which Cyrus broke the strength, spent itself in channels which had no great name on the earth. But the effect of her being on those around her was incalculably diffusive: for the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs.

LIFE is not a race to the grave with the intention of arriving safelyin a pretty and well-preserved body, but, rather to skid in broadside,thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming--WOW! WHAT ARIDE!!!

Matty's sense of humor is warped. And i like it. Does that make me a bad person?

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LIFE is not a race to the grave with the intention of arriving safelyin a pretty and well-preserved body, but, rather to skid in broadside,thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming--WOW! WHAT ARIDE!!!